Like Hugh, I'm not really one for St. Patrick's day:
The disneyfied green overload on the streets of this country tomorrow is too much for this green blogger to stomach. In some ways I feel in league with old codgers and creaking nuns who think that St. Patrick's Day has lost its meaning, although I never thought it had much meaning in the first place. I would find it preferable if the were limited to parades after 10 o'clock mass with the Catholic Boy Scouts of Ireland and the Knights of Malta, and then the pub for those who felt so inclined.
Also like him, I'm off to France for the weekend and (as if to validate my characterisation below) intend to scarf quite a bit of foie gras, surely the epitome of evil food.
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